A few days after Scyera and Lierans successful siege against Toranerk Gheranto and Itimkrata stand on the same mountain side Scyera and Lieran started it from. They are looking at the city and the land around it as the city gets repaired still. They sit down looking over the land.
"Our old home, its weird to look upon it again, war torn and not in keireens hands" Gheranto says
"Indeed though I doubt i could go in there even now, the memories and failures we have there" Itimkrata says
"I know, if anyone in there is old enough to have been there when we were and lets face it its more than likely there are such people. I would not be able to look them in the eyes, we failed in protecting them our failure forced them to serve Keireen possibly get tortured if they even made him slightly annoyed or he had it done for no reason" Gheranto says
"Sadly torture may not have been the worst of it given what Reinlas and Linra told us of the experimentations on souls" Itimkrata says
Gheranto sighs.
"Indeed" Gheranto says as he looks across the land hoping for something to change the subject
Itimkrata also looks around but she quickly sees a few squads of Keireen soldiers advancing on a village.
"Shit! over there!" Itimkrata shouts
Gheranto looks over and sees it, they both quickly teleport over and begin attacking the squads. The villagers look on in awe and the guards stop fighting because of their own shock. Gheranto and itimkrata finish off the squads within minutes, most are unconcious while some are dead. The villagers and guards quickly move over to Gheranto and Itimkrata surrounding them.
"Oh no, here comes the hate" Gheranto and Itimkrata telepathically say to eachother
The villagers and guards bow to them much to the confusion of Gheranto and Itimkrata.
"Why are you all bowing? We are not your king and queen anymore" Gheranto says
"But you were once and you did a lot of good by us" One villager says
"We failed you, all of you in our own war against Keireen" Gheranto says
"While the war was lost and many people did resent your for that over time people came to terms with it knowing there was no way to win but the hope you were out there kept the oldest of us full of hope as well as the children. You became motivators for hope of Keireen losing to you two one day or against the harraeles and Geirlanth. There were people that died of injuries whos last words were hope of your return" A guard says
"Thats hard to believe given well the amount of time thats passed" Gheranto says
"It may but its the truth" One villager says
"Why have so much faith in us?" Itimkrata asks
"You are both first generation and you ensured that as many people as possible survived. We all lost the war but we had the least amount of deaths from it, injuries about the same but the many that lived? Praise your names and wisdom" The oldest of the villagers says
Gheranto and Itimkrata are surprised by all of this and look towards Toranerk.
"We have some others to help, it will still be hard to look at many of them but we should help" Gheranto and Itimkrata says
The villagers and guards nod and wave them off as they fly away towards Toranerk. Over in Reinholm castle Linra checks on Jorankra whos currently flying around over the wolf pack. Linra looks up at her.
"Jorankra! Come here for minute!" Linra shouts
Jorankra quickly flies down and lands on Linra shoulder and Linra pets her.
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The Immortalai
FantasyA race of people have appeared on the planet through unknown means, they are confused and wary of those around them what will they build or what will they destroy.
